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love it here - bluebucksclan lyrics

[verse 1: bluebucksclan dj]
all this money, all this weed, yeah, i love it here (yeah, i love it, ten11)
reach up in my pants, it’s a dub in here (it’s a dub)
quarantine with twelve hoes, it’s a club in here (twelve b*tches)
get a chef, we on lockdown, we finna grub in here (get a chef)
big stars on my ceiling, ain’t no sun in here (big rolls)
hoes know the clan in this b*tch, they gon’ run in here (yeah)
police f*ckin’ with us, sayin’ it gotta be a gun in here (gotta be a gun in here)
fly n*gga, i might f*ck around and jump in here (f*ckin’ jump)
thousand*dollar shoes on just to run some errands (i’ll be right back)
in the booth drinkin’ juice, yeah, i’m numb in here (yeah, i’m numb)

[verse 2: jeeezy]
curtains in the cullinan, ain’t no sun in here (ain’t no sun)
we got weed, we got pills, we got mud in here (yeah, we got it)
we got anything you need, yeah, it’s drugs in here (everything)
she don’t never wanna leave, yeah, she love it here (yeah, she love it here)
let me in with my double cup, yeah, we runnin’ here (yeah, we runnin’ here)
b*tches on me, always askin’ where the percs at (where the percs at?)
yeah, i’m finna text her back, “where your throat at?” (where your throat at?)
i might take her to the mountains where the snow at (snow at)
got her vibin’ in this b*tch like i’m kodak (feel like kodak)
bucksclan, we them n*ggas, but y’all know that (yeah, y’all know that)
think she tryna k!ll a n*gga, where my soul at? (godd*mn)
tryna put this sh*t in sport, where the mode at? (where the mode at?)
couple bands in the club, finna throw that (throw that)
[verse 3: bluebucksclan dj]
n*ggas whip in the lot, yeah, i drove that (yeah, i drove)
between two bad b*tches where i dove at (where i dove)
runnin’ hoes, they can’t stop me, i’m too elusive (too elusive)
you ain’t bad enough to top me, i’m too exclusive (you ain’t bad enough)
been f*ckin’ on them bad hoes, you n*ggas never could (yeah, i been)
i got b*tches puttin’ up with sh*t they said they never would (that’s on god)
i done found a new play, i got a better jugg (better jugg)
make her put it in her name, yeah, her credit good (put it in her name)
shootin’ hundreds in the kitchen, yeah, the bettor good (shootin’ hundreds)
in this b*tch with my n*ggas, but it’s four mexicans (four mexicans)
rolls*royces pullin’ up, it ain’t no lexus (ain’t no lexus)
no service in the hills, can’t get no message (i don’t got no service)

[verse 4: jeeezy]
showin’ me her tongue ring, now i’m interested (now i’m interested)
in the field, bad hoes gettin’ intercepted (intercepted)
i be tellin’ all these hoes i got a poor connection (poor connection)
me and dj talkin’ sh*t to this ten11 (ten11)
let her walk around the crib, now she gettin’ naked (she ready)
i’m the one with all the hoes, yeah, i’m big*headed (yeah, i got ’em)
all my n*ggas hit they squabble, we ain’t two*steppin’ (h*ll nah)
we was f*ckin’ for some hours, that’s a good session (good session)
i remember wakin’ up on christmas wasn’t no presents (ain’t have sh*t)
now i wake up gettin’ top, it ain’t no stressin’ (gettin’ top)
tell that b*tch i wanna facetime, i don’t do textin’ (i don’t do textin’)
how i feel about my n*ggas, it ain’t no question (it ain’t no question)

- bluebucksclan lyrics

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